The women come to anoint Jesus. Early in the morning, the hasten to the tomb. But they can't complete their task. The tomb is empty. A young man in white tells them that Jesus has been raised. He is not there. They came intending to anoint him for burial, but you can't anoint a raised man and you can't anoint a king twice.
Jesus has already received the anointing that matters. Back in Mark 14, the beginning of the Passion reading this year, we hear:
While he was at Bethany in the house of Simon the leper, as he sat at the table, a woman came with an alabaster jar of very costly ointment of nard, and she broke open the jar and poured the ointment on his head. But some were there who said to one another in anger, "Why was the ointment wasted in this way? For this ointment could have been sold for more than three hundred denarii, and the money given to the poor." And they scolded her. But Jesus said, "Let her alone; why do you trouble her? She has performed a good service for me. For you always have the poor with you, and you can show kindness to them whenever you wish; but you will not always have me.
She has done what she could; she has anointed my body beforehand for its burial. Truly I tell you, wherever the good news is proclaimed in the whole world, what she has done will be told in remembrance of her."
Not only has she anointed Jesus for his burial, she anointed him as king, by placing that oil on his head! Jesus is already king, hanging, dying on the cross. Surely he is king, that lovely ointment still perfuming every pore of his body, as he is raised from the dead.
You can't anoint a raised man, and you can't anoint a king twice.